Cloves of Garlic and Cows !

I heard on the radio this morning that if someone rubs Garlic on their feet you can smell it on their breath minutes later ! Now this may well be true ,,, but it's the age old question again ,, isn't it ?

How did they ever find this out in the first place ?? And ,, Why on earth were folk rubbing garlic on their feet anyway ??

It's like ,, how did the first person ever find out about getting milk from a cow ,,,

and just what did they think they were doing at the time anyway !!!

Mmmmmm ....

Oh there's the answer now ,,, garlic on the feet stopped marching soldier's feet from getting foot sores, etc ,,,, but again one has to ask ??? How on earth was this discovered ? :) I mean would you think to try something this weird ,, or am I just a boring old no fun fuddy-duddy.

Answers on a post card please !!

Spot the Flaw ?

Strange how the dummies in our society ALWAYS seem to be elected to office in our political system isn't it ? Cooncillors or Mp's ,, there's no difference ,,,

They firstly tried to get parents to stop driving their kids to school of a morning to lessen the congestion on our roads, especially around school areas ,,, so to encourage this they promptly whack up the charge on the school buses ,,,, yep they did ... DOH !

Now, today they have banned parents from the said buses unless they ( the parents ) have a £20 criminal background test done !!! Doh, Doh Doh ,,,, and we let these people look after our children and decide our laws ,, Jesus help us ! If they weren't so bloody stupid they'd be funny :)

And notice too how ANYONE else in the community can see how idiotic this all is.

A little thing from tosmorning's Paper ,.,.

Earning their stripes :

We have all heard the tales of apprentices being sent to the storeroom for tartan paint and so on, but reader Dave King tells us a variation where a techie teacher ( could it be that nice Mr. Brooks ? ) at an approved school would send a pupil to obtain a tin of striped paint from the stores. The more clever pupils would argue there was no such thing, so the teacher would march the boy there, where the storeman –( in on the gag of course )– would produce a previously prepared tin of paint which had been secretly divided down the middle with a tin plate so that it had black paint in one half and white in the other.The teacher would pick up a brush, dip it in the tin, paint a black and white stripe on the lad's arm and then tell him, eyeball to eyeball :

"Never doubt my word again sonny."

Oh, happy days !

Admit it Mr. B ,, it was you wasn’t it ???

Bah, Humbug, It's Over !

Well, at last it's come ,,, and it's gone again, thank God !
Yeah I'm talking Xmas of course ,..,. I know, I know, I'm just getting older and grumpyer !
In fact the BEST TV I watched over the whole period ( although to be honest I watched very little ) was the "Grumpy Old Men at Xmas " hour ,.,.,. As I said to my beloved better half ,,, (well she says she's better !)

"The only thing wrong with this programme is that I'm on the wrong side of the TV screen :)" The bitch agreed !! Hrumphhhh ,.,.,.,.